Why should I clean up

"It was clearly agreed to be at 02:30 in the morning."

In the torture room of the base, several newly captured traitors were chained around their necks.

Takigawa Yuichi stood aside holding the "beloved sniper rifle" he made for the character design, muttering and complaining.

Vodka was heartbroken: "Spinita, it's not good for you to say who you like, but you have to like Ley, the guy who is always lying."

Look, he's not bad at acting.

Why didn't Bourbon and Ley believe it?

Takigawa Yuichi wondered, "Why didn't Bourbon come back with us?"

"Of course because Bourbon is going to..." Vodka's voice was cut off by a gunshot.

There was light smoke in front of the gin's Bo/Lai/Ta, and the shooting made the barrel slightly hot.

A lead bullet passed through the palm of a traitor in the torture chamber, and the blood-stained man let go of the miniature pistol/gun he was holding with a scream.

Gin's voice was cold: "The organization is nothing but rats. I don't need you to remind me of these things."

Takigawa Yuichi said softly "Huh?" He looked at the pale vodka, and then at the expressionless gin, wondering what the former was afraid of.

"I saw him take a gun." Takigawa Yuichi said confidently, and even slapped Vodka on the back, signaling him to follow him with confidence, "But I also heard your footsteps."

Don't do things that are not necessary, it will save effort.

"..."

Gin's sharp eyes fell on the young man's face, his Adam's apple rolled, recalling the way Spinnetta was drunk and staggered in the hall before, he laughed carelessly for a long time:

"the second time."

Even after saving him, he was bitten by him even wearing a windbreaker.

It's useless to avenge kindness.

[Gin Favorability +1]

"What second time?" Fragment himself turned to vodka curiously and asked.

Vodka shut up.

Vodka dared not speak.

"Okay." Takigawa Yuichi gave up quickly, "Anyway, it's definitely not something important."

Vodka: "..."

Or just shut up with me too.

Speaking of which, there is a brainwashing machine in the organization that is still being tested. I don’t know how effective it is. If it is useful, can you wash it for Spinita, at least let him learn to judge the situation.

"Come here." Qin Jiu said.

The sole of his leather shoes stepped on the hand of the man who was already howling, and his cold pupils turned to look at Spinita who was still studying vodka and thinking, "Have you ever learned the structure of the human body?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "Yeah."

The young man's voice was light and light, and even the footsteps when walking towards him became light.

I don't know what he's having fun with.

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows, and twirled the training gun in his hand: "Do it."

The black gun handle was aimed at himself, Takikawa Yu took a look, and was a little distressed when he took it.

If you come from the medical department... Will the training camp teach how to torture?

Forget it, let's hit the places where we can't die first.

"Say!" Takigawa Yuichi aimed his gun at the man's thigh, "Why did you betray the organization!"

Gin watched his movements, and almost at the moment Spinnetta pulled the trigger, Gin raised his fingers, hooked the belt of the windbreaker at the back of the boy's waist, and pulled him towards him.

Warm blood splashed in the air, but it didn't land on Spinita's body.

"Go on." Gin said.

"Wronged! I was wronged!"

Under the pain and pressure, the man who fell on the ground broke down and yelled.

But Spinita raised his head indifferently, and the top of his hair grazed the chin of the person behind him, bringing a slight itchiness.

Qin Jiu frowned and looked down at him: "What are you doing?"

"I smell alcohol." Takigawa Yuichi said sincerely.

Good gin!He thought this guy was a social animal working overtime just like himself!In the end, there was still time to be chic.

When the cynical teenager thought this way, he completely ignored the fact that he also went to the bar, and instead began to reason seriously: "Red wine?"

"..."

It's over, brother is going to be angry.

The kid Spinita dared to change the subject during the interrogation.

Vodka was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and when he was about to try to find a reason to explain to the other party, Gin looked away indifferently.

"Wrong," he said.

"Is that wine?"

"Ah."

"What, isn't red wine just wine?"

"No." Gin lost his patience, and his tone was a little irritated, "Don't be lazy."

Lazy or not, if it wasn't for protecting his vest, he would be able to pry open this man's mouth in 2 minutes.

Sight, hearing, smell... When a person loses these usual senses one by one, he will feel a sense of loneliness isolated from the world.

Judging from Takigawa Yuichi's torture experience, people are the most honest at this time.

The boy gave a perfunctory "Oh" and re-entered the state when he raised his gun.

"You said you were wronged, why didn't you report the itinerary in the afternoon three days ago?"

"Because, because there was someone with tattoos on his face... ah!"

Another shot.

This time the bullet hit the man in the shoulder.

——Takigawa Yuichi originally aimed at the neck.

He glanced at the palm wrapped around the back of his hand with gin from the corner of his eye, and said in a dissatisfied voice, "I can do it myself."

Gin didn't let go of him immediately, and this action made him briefly wrap Spinita in his arms.

This is an absolute, controlling gesture.

However, Gin Jiu's deep voice was slightly gloomy, and his cold gaze was like a sharp saber, piercing straight into the opponent's eyes.

"You almost killed him." Qin Jiu said calmly.

"..." Takigawa Yuichi turned his eyes away, "It didn't happen again, how do you know?"

The boy looked very unconvinced when he said this, just like today in the headset, after his lie was exposed by Ley.

Gin sneered, he wasn't interested in who Spinita liked, kids at this age were mostly on a whim.

But Spinnetta was brought out by him alone.

"Who taught you to lie to me? Chianti? Belmode? Or bourbon?"

The gun in his hand was easily taken away, Qin Jiu spoke slowly, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

...Is there something wrong?

"Why did I become the subject of the interrogation?" Takigawa Yuichi said loudly, "Hey! Vodka! Why are you standing so far away, come and judge!"

Shut up!Shut up!

Vodka's sunglasses were almost shattered in fright, but in front of his eldest brother, he still had to maintain the demeanor that a member of the organization should have.

So under Takigawa Yuichi's angry gaze, Vodka coughed and straightened his back: "Brother is right, Spinita, you have to admit if you are wrong."

"...Is that so?" Takigawa Yuuichi narrowed his eyes, "Then tell me I'm wrong."

Vodka: "..."

I don't know, how could he dare to listen, he just silently recited Ultraman's transformation in his heart.

"Hmph." Seeing that Vodka was silent, Takigawa Yuichi diverted his attention.

He tried to snatch his gun back, but there was always only a small difference between the hands - the height gap, which might only be bridged by jumping up.

But obviously, Takigawa Yuichi would never do that kind of humiliating action.

So he stared at Gin for a few seconds with those blue eyes wearing colored contact lenses:

"Can I kick you?"

Gin didn't bother to talk to him, nor did he plan to return the gun to him.

"Continue with what you just said." Qin Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the man on the ground.He paid attention to efficiency, holding the Spinnetta with one hand to prevent it from moving, and loading the gun with the other.

Seeing that the tortured person became the organization's TopKiller, the man was obviously even more frightened.

"Three days ago, in the afternoon, in the afternoon, a white-haired man with tattoos on his face said, said that if I do something for him, I will help me resurrect my family."

The missing Brandeso.

It was precisely because he could guess it that Takigawa Yuichi wanted to kill someone to silence him.

His body tensed, thinking about how to get rid of the shackles of gin if the other party said something unfavorable to him in the next second.

However, this small action caused Gin to misunderstand. He glanced at the confused Spinita and said coldly: "What are you afraid of?"

"Hand." Takigawa Yuichi pointed to his arm clasped around his waist, "It's uncomfortable."

Gin shifted his gaze as if giving alms, only then did he realize that Spinita's injuries didn't seem to be fully healed.

He didn't have to go all the way to find Ley, the vacation he had given him was for nothing.

"Just endure the pain." Qin Jiu spat out a few words ruthlessly, "You need some lessons to improve your memory."

?

Takigawa Yuu was puzzled, not knowing where he could not keep up with the opponent's brain circuit.

No, he's not an idiot either.

"Anyway, anyway, I didn't agree." The man on the ground observed Gin Jiu's expression, and when he saw that the target of his anger had shifted, he dared to speak tremblingly, "I didn't betray the organization! It was just because I was the only one at that time, saying, There is no evidence for it.”

After the man finished speaking, he jumped forward, and when he grabbed the hem of Gin's trousers, he seemed to grab a life-saving straw: "Please give me a chance! I'll find out what that guy's purpose is!"

Every time he said a word, Qin Jiu's face became colder.

Finding that his vest is still there, Takigawa Yuichi's mood now is only gloating.

"How long are you going to laugh?" Qin Jiu asked, obviously restraining his anger.

Takigawa Yuichi suspects that he has a cleanliness addiction.

But now seems not the time to analyze this.

"...Stop laughing." Takigawa Yuichi coughed, "I can also do this task."

"You?" Qin Jiu glanced at him, and almost slapped him on the face with the words trash and delicious lazy.

Qin Jiu smiled: "Why?"

This question is quite difficult, and if you don't answer it well, it may arouse the suspicion that Gin has finally subsided.

Takigawa Yuu used his brains, recalled the location where he met Ley just now, and recalled the point where the man under his feet disappeared three days ago.

When the boy was thinking, a section of his fair neck was exposed.

Qin Jiu's eyes fell, it was so light that it had no substance, but it was so dangerous that it seemed that it could push away the pulsating blood vessels under the skin in the next second.

"Because Rye is around, I can go to him anytime... or something?"

Takigawa Yuichi's voice became softer and softer.

He felt the murderous intent, and looked puzzledly at the vodka who began to pretend to be a sculpture in the distance.

"Gin." Yuichi Takigawa, who thought he had found the problem, tilted his head back, "Have you had a fight with Ley? Have a bad relationship? Love rival? Belmode? Don't be sad, I think Belmode must still... Well."

The chattering mouth was covered with the palm of the hand, Gin ignored Spinita's struggling movements, and glanced at Vodka:

"Go and open the door to the training room."

Anyway, if you don't suffer a bit, Spinita can't admit it.

Zero, port mafia quarters.

boom--

With the last gunshot, Osamu Dazai put away his gun and looked indifferently at the group of people who fell on the ground.

"It doesn't matter, I've already solved it." He said flatly to Hirotsu Yanagi on the other end of the headset, "Let Akutagawa throw these people out."

This is Yuichi's room.

And the blood had already stained all of Yuichi's furniture.

Osamu Dazai needs to restore all this before the other party returns, which is not difficult for him.

For Osamu Dazai, the difficulty is how to prevent Blanche from sending someone close to Yuichi.

That annoying guy with wings has a deceptive appearance and somehow made a comeback.

Osamu Dazai gave a cold snort of disdain, and turned his head when he heard the sound of the door lock being unscrewed.

"You're here, Mustard..."

Takigawa Yuichi silently looked towards the room that was comparable to a torture room.

A carpet worth 50 yuan was scrapped, and two custom-made desk lamps were broken.

Fortunately, there was no sign of the safe being opened.

He walked in, closing the door behind his back.

"Let's go." He took the pillow very naturally, and said to Osamu Dazai who was stunned, "Go to sleep in your room."

The first sentence was not to let him lose money.

Osamu Dazai blinked, watching Yuichi stop when he passed by him.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Takigawa Yuichi frowned and asked, "Are you injured?"

No way, the group sent by Bailan didn't look like they could beat Dazai.

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled softly, "I thought you would be angry."

Yuichi Takigawa, who was held in the training room by gin and practiced all afternoon: "..."

"I don't have the strength to be angry." His voice was faint, "And it has nothing to do with you, isn't it Bai Lan's fault."

It is not hard to speculate that Brandeso is looking for him.

Sleep, Takigawa Yuichi only has sleep in his heart now.

After all, he had to get up in four hours.

Anyway, wherever you sleep, you will be Dazai Osamu when you open your eyes, so it's better to sleep on the carpet he picked out by himself.

Thinking of this, Takigawa Yuuchi covered himself with a quilt in the next room contentedly.

However, 10 minute passed...

"Dazai." He threatened angrily, "If you keep staring at me, I'll suffocate you with a pillow."

Osamu Dazai was lying on the bedside, listening to these words, he curled his lips in satisfaction: "Okay, if it's Yuichi, suffocation is not bad."

...a trap, definitely a trap.

He assassinated, he poisoned, he tried everything.

In the end, it was Takigawa Yuichi himself who entered the hospital every time.

He didn't believe that Osamu Dazai would be smothered to death.

As the saying goes, if you eat, you will grow...

The body was hugged gently through the quilt, and Osamu Dazai's chin rested lightly on the top of his head.

"Dazai."

"..."

"Too much."

The boy's eyelashes trembled, and no one responded to his voice in the spacious space.

Osamu Dazai breathed evenly, as if he really fell asleep.

It's strange, I don't sleep on a good bed, do I have to come and grab the floor with him?

Takigawa Yuichi freed a hand from under the quilt and clenched his fist.

A sharp wind blew up, and his hand finally stopped in front of Osamu Dazai's nose.

Takigawa Yuichi remembered the hug at the sushi restaurant that day.

... What are you doing.

In the darkness, the boy stared at his palm in confusion for a while.

He obviously has no conscience.

Why... why can't I do it.